On Saturday June 7, 1997 from 2pm to 5pm an Information Picket
was held at the Toronto Org of the Co$ on Yonge St.
The Picket came as a total surprise to the Org.
Saturday started out overcast and rainy, but with a happily accurate forecast for a darkclouded sky but dry afternoon.
I met with D'Artangnan and Artemis at a convenient nearby location at about 1:30. As had been communicated to us by others we would be joined in progress by more participants and at least on observer.
Indeed, Miss U, the
observer, stopped by and spent a little time with us. Miss U was reluctant
to actively
picket, as is her choice, but was going to stand by as moral support and as
a witness to any shenanigans by the Co$.
Miss U was accompanied by her
faithful companion the 'Duke of Gloucester' a beautiful Black Bouvier.
(As it turned out Miss U and Duke joined in on the Picket, but more on
that later.)
From our observation point we were able to see no apparent rallying of the opposition, but true to our own policies we would not start exactly on time.
The Police showed at 1:55 pm, parking a minivan with two Constables at
the corner of the side street beside the Org. One constable got out and
began to look about for us at 2:05pm. I decided to pay them a visit to let them
know when we would start.
I made my way over to the police van and introduced myself to the two
officers.
A third policeman, a Sargeant I believe, joined us in impromptu
conference.
I shared with them several documents, including the RX Special and the
PicketAdvisory
that I had copies of for all participants.
They were extremely appreciative that we had written
codes of conduct that we wanted participants to adhere to. And they liked
the content of both documents as well.
I also showed them our Picket IDs, which were 3' x 3' badges in holders to be worn suspended by a short piece of string from about the neck of the Demonstrators.
The badge said:
S cientology
T yrannical
O perating
P olicies
The STOP was in bright red and the whole badge was outlined in a red
border.
We had also prepared and wore Lisa McPherson Memorial  T-Shirts.
Each had a different question on it below a 10 x 10 colour shot of Lisa's smiling
face.
Mine said: Why did she die?
The other two asked How and Where did she die? respectively.
The police asked about the Lisa shirts and I briefly filled them in.
One officer seemed to be completely familiar with the case and the circumstances. He invited me to ask him his opinion of the Co$ sometime when he was "not wearing my hat".
I informed the Police we would be starting almost immediately. We exchanged handshakes and I received a chorus of "goodlucks" and then I returned to gather up the troops and equipment.
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